◾[◾[Break My Freedom] ◾] ◾Creepypasta X Asylum Reader

.4. Fresh air.(remake)

(A/N So here's another one remake. Tomorrow is school and I hate it. I rather shot myself but I cantttt so hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoy writing this. Video is not mine :))

Your P.O.V 

(A/N it will be mostly yours or normal pov, writing creepypatsa's pov is hella heavy lol)

Your head was throbbing and everything was spinning, you were on your knees in corner of your room and you barely could breath at this point. Choking on your whimpers and yelps you tried to be as silent as you could but it was so hard.

You grabbed your hears and as if trying to block every sound pressed on them with all your might. You were in such pain that failed to notice medical staff running back and forth, papers were thrown everywhere and loud chatter could be heard.

It all was unknown for you as you slammed your legs in wall again again and again.

You were a clever female but with such incredible pain it was practically impossible to think clearly. Getting up on shaking legs you panted heavily and slammed your fists in wall many times.

Blood sprayed wall, you busted your knuckles and they were bleeding.

It gave you some time to think with your brain being distracted on this new pain.

Then it suddenly stopped. Just like nothing ever was trying to kill your aching mind.

You panted and wiped your mouth noticing how badly your hands were injured.

Fresh bite marks which were bleeding and bleeding knuckles.

For a moment you just froze enjoying how badly your arms looked...Yes you wound satisfaction in this gut twisting view.

A small snicker slipped out of you but quickly was replaced with small groan as you tried to move your fingers.

''..So now I won't be able to use my hands?'' You features were blank but only for a moment, your face turned in most angry and disappointed snarl you ever put on.

You were useless now. You couldn't bare with this so even if it hurts you forced your fingers to move and tightened them in tight fists.

Your attention got small beeping sound right on the other side of your cell door.

You tilted head and something was just telling you, this was no good.

You ran to your bed and slipped under it holding your ears. Closing eyes you waited for something to happen.

Your cell door was blown off of its hinges.

You stiffened up and climbed out from under your bed coughing as dust filled room.

You looked at your door and...started to laugh not believing this all. Your laugh was twisted and almost fake but you couldn't stop it.

Suddenly (Y/N) was grabbed by her arm and yanked out of her ward.

Someone was practically dragging her out with inhuman force.

You stopped laughing feeling how your throat went dry and tightened blocking any question and sound you were trying to say.

You looked around and saw many dead corpses of medical staff.

They were laying practically everywhere with their pearly white coats all in blood.

You tripped on a dead nurse and felt tingling pain in your bare feet

Looking down you saw her face, her eyes were dull and filled with tears and in her throat were huge shards of glass.